Richard Crashaw

(1612 - 1649 / England)

On The Still Surviving Marks Of Our Saviour's - Poem by Richard Crashaw

Whatever story of their cruelty,
Or nail, or thorn, or spear have writ in Thee,
Are in another sense
Still legible ;
Sweet is the difference :
Once I did spell
Every red letter
A wound of Thine ;
Now, what is better,
Balsam for mine.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 10, 2010



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